Womanifesto

Witness Kendra at work this week: she created arms full of food to deliver to the family who lost their daughter recently. A batch of cookies, a batch of muffins, so much granola, a loaf of garlic bread, and a batch of chicken quinoa salad, piled into our vehicle, and driven off alone to bring comfort to broken hearts. How can that be captured and acknowledged? I wanted to make the time to create a first draft of a "Womanifesto" — at least some words as a start. For Kendra first, but for all women, to help us elevate their voices and bring equity and imagination to what has been overlooked for so long. Womanifesto I see the strength and power in you. I see your resilience and authenticity. I see your significance and potential. There is a wholeness I want to keep seeing more clearly, honouring, drawing out. Your self, and its expressions; you contain multitudes. I see your trail of powerful yesses, and I see you creating a renewal of the things around you. The divine feminine, the ear…